Monday, October 13, 2008

From time to time, McBrooklyn puts on its Headhunting gear and scouts out a handful of Brooklyn employment opportunities.

Listing of the week:- Yelp Community Manager: Yelp needs a new "Mayor" in the Brooklyn area -- writing, event planning, socializing. Meet Yelpers, be in the scene. "You know who you are. Pencils down. Has a fire in the belly. Walks through walls. Takes no prisoners . . . You know everyone. Everyone knows you. You are the Mayor." $50,000 - $60,000. Craigslist

Looking for something else? Here are more listings:

- The American Cancer Society is looking for a person who can build relationships with Brooklyn-based health care providers and promote their smoking cessation methods. Don't even think about applying if you smoke. Career Builder

5 comments:

I live in the old St. George hotel. I'm a Pace student. I'm fascinated by the history of this building - and trying to find out about its "haunted" stories".

Our entire floor is being plagued by a late night knocker. I myself have answered the door only a second after its been knocked on to find the hall empty. And it's a pretty long hallway. Far-fetched, I know. But one can't help but wonder. Bwahaha!

Anyhow, I'd love to see what your research brings up on this old hotel and its haunts.

Also - with Halloween rapidly approaching - does good old Brooklyn have any great ghost tours or haunted houses - so we don't pay a fortune or wait in line for three hours for *scary voice* BLOOD MANOR?

I'm in the neighborhood for three decades. The part of the St George which are now the student dorms was an SRO with wild crazy people living there. I remember a man jumping out the window to his death on Clark St. For a long while the building was empty. I think squatters were in there. Also, during the late 70's Club Wild Fyre, on the ground floor right next door to the train station, featured topless dancers.

There was a guy who sold crack out of the subway station. Won't say his name but it started with "Big." High school girls used to do ANYTHING to get the crack. The St. George was filled with crackheads. Every morning on the sidewalk under the St. George windows, numerous little glass crack vials would be stuck in the cracks.